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Just another vacant chair
And a feeling you can’t place
That you’ve felt before.
Your soul reflects the empty space
And that’s all you really are:
A mirror, displaying
What society expects
You to be, replaying
That same fake grin that
Everybody wears and it fools you
Because people...

“Maybe I don’t want to be a wheeler anymore.”
Those were the words that echoed through my head, booming, then growing quiet, only to restart the cycle, over and over. It’s been a while, but of course I remember those words. How could I not when those words indicated the side I’d always...